Wonderbolts: Empty Heart
by Frontline
Summary: When tragedy strikes, will the Wonderbolts find the strength to go on? Inspired by Sound the Bugle by Bryan Adams.
1. Chapter 1

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'This is too dangerous,' High Winds yelled. 'The storm's getting worse. We need to return to Cloudsdale while we can...'

'We need to finish this sweep,' Soarin shouted.

'There can't be anyone left out here, now,' High Winds retorted, her mane standing on end as a lightning bolt split the air. Beating her wings frantically, she recovered, looking around frantically.

'Soarin?!' She yelled. 'Soarin!'

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Spitfire stood in the control tower, watching as Rainbow Dash and Thunderlane touched down on the landing strip.

'Who's still out there?' Spitfire asked, glancing over at Fast Clip, who consulted his clipboard.

'Soarin and Highwinds, ma'am...'

'Incoming flyer,' Whiplash called, his eye pressed to the telescope on the viewing deck.

_Just one...?_

'Who is it...?' she barked.

'High Winds, ma'am...'

'You have the deck, Whiplash,' she ordered. 'Fast Clip, with me...'

Spitfire pounded down the spiral staircase to the landing field, the wind whipping at her mane as High Winds landed, slumping to the ground.

'High Winds,' Spitfire barked. 'Where's Soarin...?'

'I...I don't know, ma'am. There...was a lightning strike and...I lost sight of him. He could be hurt. We need to find him...'

'...we will,' Spitfire said. ' Fast Clip, get her to the Infirmary...'

'Yes, Captain...'

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'Listen up,' Spitfire barked as she marched into the ready room where the rest of the Wonderbolts were waiting. 'High Winds has been injured. She's been taken to the Infirmary and Medics are tending to her, now...'

'What about Soarin?' Misty Fly asked.

'They...were separated on their return flight...'

'Then, what are we waiting for? We need to find him,' Rainbow Dash said and Spitfire shook her head.

'Stand down, Dash. The storm's about to hit us, so Flight Operations are restricted. Everyone needs to eat and rest while they can. We'll be heading out as soon as the storm passes...'

"_Sound the bugle now. _

_Play it just for me. _

_As the seasons change_

_Remember how I used to be..."_

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	2. Chapter 2

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'Let's review it again,' Spitfire said, indicating a blue winged icon on the map table. 'According to their flight plan, Soarin's last known position was here, at the end of his patrol vector. Assuming the storm forced him off course, that gives us a search radius of about 10 km2...'

'Yes, Ma'am,' Fast Clip said, just as Whiplash called down from the Observation Tower.

'Storm's clearing, Captain...'

'Thank you. Assemble the Wonderbolts in the briefing room. I'll be there in five minutes...'

##############

'How is she?' Spitfire asked, as she stood by Misty Fly's bedside.

'She's very lucky,' Dr Dawn said. 'Considering the conditions she flew through, it's miraculous that she's still alive. However, she was very agitated about Soarin. In the end, I needed to give her a tonic to help her sleep. Has there...been any word...?'

'...we're preparing the search mission, now,' Spitfire said. 'Look after her, Doctor...'

'Yes, Captain...'

##############

'Listen up,' Spitfire barked, as she strode into the briefing room, indicating the map on the wall behind her. 'We've come up with a search radius based on the weather patterns and Soarin's last known position. Your individual assignments are in your briefing packs. Misty Fly, Blaze, you're WingPonies for this mission. Assemble on the landing strip in five minutes...'

'Yes, Ma'am!'

##############

'You and Soarin've been here before, right?' Thunderlane asked, as he and Rainbow Dash touched down on the landing strip at Mt Everhoot.

'Yeah. He came here after Spitfire benched him at the Equestria Games...' Rainbow Dash said, her voice trailing off. 'Anyway, if he was looking for a shelter and he couldn't reach Cloudsdale, this is where he'd go...'

'He'd have to have been pretty desperate,' Thunderlane replied. 'The headwind on the approach was pretty fierce...'

'Yeah, but they're easier to navigate than a storm,' Rainbow Dash said, as she lead Thunderlane towards the crude wooden building that doubled as Mt Everhoot's Watchtower and seediest bar. Pushing open the door, and ignoring the stares of the ponies who were nursing their drinks, she strode over to the bar where a blue stallion with a black mane and white apron was cleaning glasses.

'Hey, Jett...'

'Hey, Dash,' Jett said. 'What can I get you? Got a fresh barrel of Sweet Apple Acres cider just in...'

'...not today, Jett,' Dash said. 'Have you...seen Soarin...?'

'Not since you two were here. What's happened? Is he okay...?'

'...we don't know...' Dash said. 'He was caught in the storm and he didn't make it back to Cloudsdale. Look, we've gotta go. If he does come through here, can you get a message to us...?'

'...sure, kid.'

##############

'What do you think has happened to him?' Lightning Streak asked as they flew over the Everfree forest, low enough that they were almost skimming the tops of the trees. 'If he was okay, then he'd have made it back to Cloudsdale. You don't think he's...'

'Speculation is pointless,' Silver Zoom said, without taking his eyes off the trees below. 'We need to focus on finding him...'

'...yes. You're right...'

##############

'Come on, Soarin,' Blaze muttered. 'Where are you...?'

'He'll be alright,' Misty Fly said.

'You don't...' Blaze snapped, her eyes widening as she realised what she'd said. 'Sorry. I'm just worried about him...'

'...I know,' Misty Fly said and Blaze had a flash of guilt as she thought about High Winds lying in the Infirmary.

'Come on,' she said. 'The sooner we find him, the sooner we can check on High Winds...'

##############

'Lightning Streak And Silver Zoom have reached the Everfree Forest,' Fleetfoot reported, her eye pressed to the telescope on the Observation Tower. 'Rainbow Dash and Thunderlane have cleared the Yaket Mountain Range.'

'Acknowledged,' Spitfire said, as Fast Clip moved the markers on the map to represent their new positions.

_Come on, Soarin. Where are you...?_

##############

'Soarin?' Silver Zoom called, as he and Lightning Streak flew in close formation through the cave. 'Soarin?'

'What's that?' Lightning Streak asked, Silver Zoom following his gaze to where something was giving off a faint blue glow.

'Not sure,' Silver Zoom said, snatching it up as they flew past. 'Hang on. This is an ancient Pegasi helmet. They were enchanted to glow blue when...cave trolls are near...'

His voice trailed off as a troll dropped from the ceiling behind them, letting out a deafening roar.

'Move,' Lightning Streak ordered, he and Silver Zoom pulling up as the troll charged towards them. Dodging it's clawed hands, they sped out of the cave into open sky.

'That was too close...'

##############

'I hate this place,' Misty Fly muttered, as she struggled over the gnarled, twisted roots of the trees that towered above them. 'I guess the stories that Rainbow Dash told were true...'

'Everfree is one of the oldest forests in Equestria,' Blaze said. 'It's...ouch...'

'You okay...?'

'Yeah. Just scratched myself on this stupid thorny bush...'

'Like I said, I hate this place. Come on, let's...'

Her voice trailed off as Blaze stumbled, slumping to her knees.

'Are you alright...?'

'My head's spinning...' Blaze muttered, Misty Fly's head whipping round as she heard hoofsteps approaching.

'What's this I spy? Pegasi so far from the sky...'

'Please,' Misty Fly said. 'We need help...'

##############

'Nothing to report, ma'am,' Rainbow Dash said, as she and Thunderlane stood at attention in the briefing room. 'Has...anypony else...?'

'...you're the first wingpair back...'

'Then, we're ready to go out again, ma'am...'

'Stand down, Dash. We need to wait for the others to return. Get something to eat and report back in an hour...'

'Yes, ma'am...'

##############

'There's the river,' Silver Zoom yelled, above the war of the water. 'We've reached the edge of our patrol...'

'We should keep going,' Lightning Streak said. 'Soarin...'

'...wouldn't have come this far. We're at the edge of where the storm was. If we go further and something goes wrong, they won't know where we are. No, we need to head back. For all we know, the others have already found him. Anyway, we're both flying on guts and determination...'

'...I hate to admit it, but you're right. Let's go...'

##############

'What's wrong with her?' Misty Fly asked, as she and Zecora helped Blaze into her hut, lying her down on the bed.

'She's been poisoned by the Stinging Leaf, my dear. But never fear. It is good for you that Zecora is here...'

Crossing to the shelves that lined the walls of her hut, she selected a bottle of blue liquid, pouring some into a bowl and carrying it to Blaze.

'It will taste worse than you think, but you still need to drink...'

She tipped the bowl gently and Blaze drank, coughing as she swallowed.

'Ugh...What was that...?'

'A secret brew. One that will do wonders for you...'

'You're not kidding,' Blaze said. To her surprise and relief, her dizziness was already easing. 'Thanks, Zecora...'

'Are you sure you're okay...?' Misty Fly asked, as she swung her legs off the bed.

'Yeah. I'm good to fly...'

'...alright. But, stay on my wing...'

##############

'How is she?' Lightning Streak asked, as he and Silver Zoom stepped into the Infirmary.

'Still unconscious,' ThunderLane said. 'Did you...find anything...?'

'No...'

'Misty Fly and Blaze aren't back yet,' Silver Zoom added, just as High Winds stirred.

'Uhh...Where...where am I...?'

'You're in the Infirmary,' Lightning Streak said.

'Where...where's Soarin...? Is he okay...?'

"_Now I can't go on_

_I can't even start_

_I've got nothing left_

_Just an empty heart"_

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	3. Chapter 3

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'He's...missing, Highwinds' Blaze said.

'Missing? What do you mean...?'

'He...he never made it back to HQ...'

'The storm...the lightning,' Highwinds cried, struggling to push back the sheets. 'I need to find him...'

'You need to rest,' Silver Streak said. 'Trust us. Captain's coming up with a plan, now. You'll see...'

##############

'I'm...reporting Soarin as missing in action...'

'What?! Captain...'

'I'm not giving up on him, Dash,' Spitfire said. 'But, I need to inform Cloudsdale. Now, I want you all to write up your recon reports. Any detail could be important. Dismissed...'

##############

To: Air Marshall Summer Breeze, Cloudsdale

From: Captain Spitfire, CO Wonderbolts

Approximately 14 hours ago, Pegasus Soarin (Wonderbolt Flight Team) failed to return to Wonderbolts HQ following routine recon ahead of Storm Sapphire. Initial Search and Rescue flight has been inconclusive. Preparations are underway for more detailed reconnaissance.

'Give this to the dispatch flyer,' Spitfire said, signing the report and sealing it in the envelope, handing it to Fast Clip.

'Yes, Ma'am,' Fast Clip said. 'I have the charts of the storm that you requested...'

'Thank you.' Spitfire said. 'Dismissed...'

'...yes, Ma'am,' Fast Clip said, tucking the report under his wing and saluting smartly. As he marched out, Spitfire unrolled a map and laid the storm chart over it, taking out her compass and setting to work...

##############

'Any sign?' ThunderLane asked, as he joined Silver Zoom and Rainbow Dash on the Observation Deck.

'No,' Silver Zoom said. 'How's HighWinds?'

'She's asleep, for now. She might have the best of it...'

'...yeah,' Dash said, just as Fleetfoot called from the map room below.

'Hey. Captain wants us all in the Briefing Room...'

##############

'Listen up,' Spitfire barked, as she marched into the Briefing Room. 'We've not found Soarin, yet, but we're not giving up. Based on your reports, we'll be conducting a more detailed search east of Cloudsdale, on two specific vectors. Team 1, Dash, ThunderLane, Fleetfoot. Team 2, Silver Zoom, Lightning Streak, Misty Fly. Your flight plans are in your mission documents. Blaze, you'll remain here for monitor duty. Dismissed...'

"Sound the bugle now

Tell them I don't care

There's not I road I know

That leads to anywhere."

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	4. Chapter 4

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'...HighWinds...'

'Captain...' HighWinds said, struggling to push herself up in the bed and Spitfire raised her hoof...'

'As you were, HighWinds...'

'...yes, ma'am...'

'I'm... sorry I haven't been here sooner...'

'I understand,' HighWinds said and Spitfire leant closer.

'We're heading back out in a few minutes. We'll find Soarin. I promise...'

'I know you will, ma'am,' HighWinds said. 'I just wish that I was going with you...'

'...we'll be back, soon,' Spitfire said, standing up. 'Try to get some rest...'

'Yes, Captain...'

##############

Rainbow Dash flew in close formation with Fleetfoot over the fields, the wind whipping through her mane. In the distance, she could just make out Blaze and Misty, the nearest wingpair to them.

'The storm did a lot of damage', she yelled. 'It's lucky that no-one was hurt...'

'...yeah...'

'...I...I didn't mean...'

'I know, Dash. This isn't easy for any of us...'

##############

'Hey. Down hereee...!'

'Did you hear that?' Misty Fly asked and Blaze nodded, pointing down to where a pink-haired Earthern was standing on a rock surrounded by flood waters.

'Hang on,' Blaze said, folding her wings to dive down, landing on the rock. 'You're...Pinkie Pie, right? Dash's friend...?'

'You betcha...'

'What are you doing out here...?'

'Gummy wanted to come for a swim...' Pinkie Pie said, indicating the green crocodile that had just surfaced nearby.

'...right. Anyway, do you need any help...?'

'Nah. I'll just wait here until the water drops...'

'...okay. Listen, have you seen any Wonderbolts besides us...?'

'No. Why...?'

'Soarin's been missing since the storm. Look, we've got to go. Are you sure you'll be okay...?'

'Absolutely. Good luck with your search. I hope you find him...'

##############

'Don't you think we'd have found him by now?' ThunderLane shouted, as he and Silver Zoom flew low over the field.

'I'm worried about him, too,' Silver Zoom admitted. 'But, Soarin can take care of himself. We need to focus on finishing this sweep...'

'...yeah. You're right...'

##############

'Search teams have completed the first sweep, ma'am...'

'Thank you, WhipLash,' Spitfire replied, as Fast Clip called from the Observation Deck.

'Three flyers approaching, Captain...'

'Identify,' Spitfire barked.

'It's...Commander Slipstream, ma'am...'

'Continue monitoring the search teams,' Spitfire ordered. 'WhipLash, with me...'

##############

'Commander Slipstream,' Spitfire said, snapping a salute as he landed, flanked by two helmeted Pegasi. Like Spitfire, he was dressed in the Wonderbolts' blue flightsuits, with a stylised eye symbol on his flank, his black mane cut short.

'Captain,'he replied, returning her salute. 'Cloudsdale received your report on your missing flyer...'

'My flyers are beginning the second phase of the search...'

'Recall them,' Slipstream said and Spitfire's eyes narrowed.

'Sir...'

'My orders are to stand you down, Captain. Your flyers have done an admirable job, but it's been nearly 24 hours since Soarin was seen. I'm here to relieve you...'

'Sir, with respect...'

'You're too close to this, Captain. My unit are specialists in search and rescues. When your flyers return, I want you to assemble them in the briefing room...'

'...yes, sir...'

##############

'...the search is off,' Spitfire said, as the Wonderbolts touched down on the landing strip.

'What?!' Blaze exclaimed. 'Captain...'

'We're not giving up,' Spitfire said. 'Cloudsdale has sent Commander Slipstream to take over the search. He's the best Search and Rescue flyer in Equestria. You're all stood down. Report to the Briefing Room at 1500...'

She turned and marched away, Blaze turning to the others.

'You heard the Captain,' she said. 'ThunderLane, Dash, Lightning Streak. Get some food. Fleetfoot, Misty Fly, we need to check on HighWinds. Relieve us in 30 minutes...'

##############

'What's happening?' HighWinds asked, as Blaze lead Misty Fly and Fleetfoot into the Infirmary.

'Cloudsdale has dispatched Commander Slipstream to take over the search,' Fleetfoot said. 'According to the Captain, he's the best. If anyone can find Soarin, it's him...

'...yeah...'

##############

_Wonderbolts Briefing Room_

_1500_

'At ease,' Commander Slipstream said. 'As of now, my unit will be taking over the search for Wonderbolt Soarin. We will continue with high-altitude reconnaissance, as well as sending flyers to all settlements and towns around his last known position. His description and picture is also being circulated and we are requesting assistance from local volunteers for an on-hoof search of the more inaccessible areas. However, I need to be honest with you. Whatever happens, these searches rarely last more than 24 hours. I'll keep you updated on our progress. Captain Spitfire?'

'Thank you, Commander. We have new orders from Cloudsdale. We're stood down until 0900 tomorrow, when we will resume our duties. Dismissed...'

##############

'Captain...?'

'What is it, Dash?' Spitfire asked, without looking up from her desk.

'I...just wanted to see if you were...alright...'

'I'm fine, Dash. I just have a lot of reports to fill out...'

'...okay. I was going to head to Ponyville and I thought you might...'

'I've got a lot of work to do, Dash...'

'Captain...'

'Dismissed, Dash...'

'...yes, ma'am...'

##############

'Well?' Blaze asked, as Rainbow Dash trooped onto the landing field. 'What did she say...?'

'She's staying behind...'

'...okay,' she said, raising her voice. 'Captain'll join us later at the Landing Pad...'

'You sure you're okay with me taking off?' Dash asked and Blaze nodded.

'There's no point in you moping around here, Dash. Besides, someone in Ponyville might have seen Soarin...'

'Alright,' Dash said, watching as Blaze followed the others towards the Landing Pad before heading towards the runway...

##############

'Search Teams are away, Captain,' Fast Clip reported from the Observation Deck.

'Thank you...'

'Yes, ma'am...'

'Fast Clip...have you ever known a flyer who's been missing for this long to be found...?'

'No, ma'am...'

'Thank you,' Spitfire said, pressing her eye to the telescope.

_Come on, Soarin..._

##############

'To Soarin,' the Wonderbolts chorused as they raised their glasses.

'What do you know about Commander Slipstream?' ThunderLane asked, as he drained his mug, Misty Fly refilling it.

'He was one of my instructors during Flight School,' Silver Zoom said. 'Taught us Emergency Landing and Survival. If anyone can find Soarin, it's him...'

'You heard what he said, though,' Blaze added. 'If they don't find him in 24 hours...'

'That's enough,' Misty Fly said. 'We need to let Commander Slipstream do his job. Everything that can be done is being done. We won't know anything until tomorrow. Until then, we need to stay focused. Hopefully, there'll be news in the morning. If not, it doesn't mean that there's no hope. Now, we've time for one more round and then we all need to hit the hay...'

"**I'm a soldier**

**Wounded so I must give up the fight**

**There's nothing more for me, lead me away**

**Or leave me lying here. "**

**Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. Any reviews, comments or constructive criticisms are very welcome.**


	5. Chapter 5

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'Rainbow Dash?' Twilight said, as she pushed open the window of her bedroom. 'I...heard about Soarin. Are...you okay...?'

'...yeah,' Dash said, as Twilight stepped back to allow her inside, closing the window behind her. 'Cloudsdale has flyers out looking for him, so...'

'It's...okay to be worried about him...'

'I'm not worried about him, Twilight. No, I am. But, I'm angry, too. I don't know what's happened to him and there's nothing I can do!'

'Rainbow Dash...'

'I'm sorry, Twilight,' Dash said, with a sigh. It's...been a long couple of days. Listen...can I stay here tonight...?'

'...of course...'

_##################_

'Soarin?' Rainbow Dash called, her hooves crunching over the rocky floor of the cave. 'Where are you...?'

'I'm here, Dash,' Soarin said, emerging from the shadows, his left wing bent and featherless. 'You left me...'

'No.' Dash said, stumbling backwards as Soarin sprang towards her. Rainbow Dash threw herself flat, just as Soarin vanished, drifting away like smoke on the wind.

'Huh? What happened...?'

'It was just a nightmare,' a gentle voice said as the cave faded away, to be replaced by a starry sky.

'Princess Luna? How...?'

'Princess Celestia and I have heard about what has happened to your friend. My Royal Guards have been instructed to search for him during their patrols. For my part, I am watching over you and your fellow Wonderbolts as they sleep...'

'Then, you've seen Spitfire's dreams? Is she okay...?'

'I am sorry, Rainbow Dash. That I cannot say. What I see in other's dreams is private. Would you want others to know what you had dreamed...?'

'...no. Anyway, I can probably guess. I...feel guilty that we're not still out looking for Soarin...'

'I understand,' Princess Luna said, her horn glowing as she leant forward, touching it lightly to Rainbow Dash's forehead. 'I wish I could promise that he would be found. However, I can promise that you will have no further nightmares. Good night, Rainbow Dash...'

_##################_

'Morning, Rainbow Dash,' Twilight said, as she came down the stairs.

'Morning. Has there...been any news...?'

'...not yet,' Twilight said. 'Did you want breakfast...?'

'No, thanks. I need to get back to Cloudsdale...'

'I understand. I'll...let you know if there's any news...'

'Thanks, Twilight...'

_##################_

'Welcome back, Dash' Blaze said, as she touched down on the landing field.

'Thanks. Has Soarin...?'

'The search parties are still out,' Blaze said. 'Captain wants us on the training field in fifteen minutes...'

'...alright. I'll be there...'

_##################_

'Hey...'

'Hey, Dash,' HighWinds said, struggling to sit up.

'How...are you feeling...?'

'Doc says I should be able to be discharged tomorrow. Has there...is Soarin...?'

'He's...still missing,' Dash said. 'Commander Slipstream has taken over the search. If anyone can find Soarin, it's him...

'Yeah...'

'...Listen, I've got to go. I'll come and check on you later...'

'...yeah. Thanks, Dash...'

_##################_

'Listen up,' Spitfire barked, as she marched out onto the training field. 'I want five laps around the field. After that, we'll do formation flying drills. Jump to it!'

##################

'Faster!' Spitfire yelled, as Fast Clip blew his whistle. 'One lap to go. Move it, you slackers...'

'Officer on Deck,' Fast Clip said, Spitfire glancing round to see Commander Slipstream touching down.

'Wonderbolts, fall in!' Spitfire barked, coming to attention as Slipstream marched towards her.

'Commander...'

'Captain. My flyers have completed their search. There...was no sign of Wonderbolt Soarin...'

'I don't accept that, sir...'

'It's over, Captain. I'm sorry. I'm declaring Soarin MIA...'

##################

'Captain Spitfire...?'

'Group Captain Hurricane?' Spitfire said, coming to attention as she saw the black-maned Pegasus standing in her office doorway.

'I wanted to offer my condolences on the loss of your flyer...'

'He's not dead. I'm not ready to give up on him, ma'am...'

'Come on, Spitfire,' Hurricane said. 'Forget the decor. It's me. I know this is difficult to accept...'

'He's not dead,' Spitfire repeated, slamming her hoof on the desk. 'He can't be...I won't...'

Closing the door, Hurricane sat on the edge of her desk while Spitfire took a deep breath, wiping her eyes.

'I'm sorry. I...don't know what to do, now...'

'That's why I'm here,' Hurricane said. 'To organise the memorial for Soarin. It will give your flyers the chance to say goodbye...'

"**Without a light**

**I fear that I will stumble in the dark**

**Lay right down**

**Decide not to go on. "**

**Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. Any reviews, comments or constructive criticisms are very welcome. **


	6. Chapter 6

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Spitfire took a deep breath as she climbed onto the podium next to Group Commander Hurricane, overlooking the training field where the Wonderbolts were assembled.

'Soarin...was our friend,' she said, swallowing against the lump in her throat. 'He was our teammate. He was the hardest-working flyer that I've ever known. However hard I was on him, I knew that he was being harder on himself. We...I'll miss him...'

'Sound the bugle,' Commander Hurricane ordered. 'Present wings!'

**As the seasons change,**

**remember how I used to be. **

**Lead me away**

**or leave me lying here. **

##################

Soarin sat up with a groan, clutching at his head, finding himself lying on a bed in a crude wooden hut.

_Where am I...?_

**To be continued in Wonderbolts: Remember Who You Are. **


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